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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

I have been busy getting "A Second Tale of Emerys Treasure" converted, as well as working on another novel not part of the Emerys Treasure series, but everyone's favorite slightly sassy mermaid will return next week!

Monday, May 12, 2014

I
didn’t know what was wrong with Emerys, but unlike Cat, I didn’t rule out
Broken Tail Syndrome. Not that I thought
Emerys had had sex with Losten; I knew my sister too well for that. But, maybe she had fallen so deeply for the
guy that the mer-gene had released the chemical into her body that starts
Broken Tail Syndrome. Given the sadness
she was now experiencing, if the chemical had been released into her body
previously, then perhaps the heartache she was now suffering was causing the
chemical to attack the mer-gene and was slowly destroying it. In a few weeks, would my sister start to age
like a normal person?

Then again, sometimes I thought that nothing about our
biology made any sense.

However, I needed to get to the bottom of my sister’s
dismay. Not that it was my fault, but
still, I felt that I had probably contributed to their disagreement. At the very least, I hadn’t helped.

Thus, I made up my mind, once I had finished speaking to Cat,
that Losten needed to make amends with Emerys.
For whatever he’d done. Emerys
still didn’t seem to be getting any better, so this might be a matter of life
and death.

However, after everything that had happened, there was no
way Losten would come willingly. After
all, I had poisoned him once; he had no reason to trust me. Plus, even though he wasn’t Manicotti, I
still didn’t know what kind of man he was.
Could he be trusted with my sister’s heart?

I was going to find out.

That evening I walked into my grandmother’s room. “Grammy,” I said, “do you still have the
shnarkite powder you told me about years ago.”

Grammy smiled and walked over to a box on her dresser. She retrieved a bag of pale blue powder and
handed it to me.

I smiled. “Don’t
worry, I’m not going to kill anyone. I
just need to use it to persuade someone to come with me.”

That evening I took a small portion of the schnarkite powder
and placed it on the end of my lipstick.
Then, I replaced the cap and put my lipstick in my purse.

The next day I drove to David L. Mays Community
College. Emerys had talked enough times
about her tutoring sessions that I knew where she met Losten on campus. And, if he was as clueless as I suspected he
might be, he most likely would still be there.
I’d heard Emerys tell Mom the other day that he had called her cell
phone and left a message like nothing had happened.

I parked my car and walked up to the library. I didn’t know exactly where in the library
they met, but I figured it couldn’t be too difficult to find. I walked through the main door and looked
around. In front of me sat the librarian
at the front desk. At a table a little
ways to the left sat Emerys’ brown-haired beau.

I walked over to where he sat at a table and stood beside
him.

He didn’t take his eyes off his notebook.

Good grief, I thought.
Losten’s so into what he’s reading, he doesn’t even see me here. How’d he and my sister ever meet, given how
clueless he is to the world around him? At this rate, I’d be surprised if he even knew that he was the cause of
my sister’s vexation.

About Crystellen

I'm a 16 year-old (more or less) living in Norfolk, Virginia. I like swimming (with my legs), reading, and having a good time. Oh, yeah, I'm also a character from "The Tale of Emerys Treasure." This is my chance to tell my story (not everything in my life revolves around my sister), though I do let Cliffie post here once in a while. (He thinks just because he's the author that he somehow has the right...)

About Cliffie

After studying mechanical engineering and working as an engineer, I decided to quit grad school and write a novel (The Tale of Emerys Treasure), which is for sale on Amazon. The characters in this blog come (for the most part) from my novel. If you want to know more about me, check out my webpage: www.cliffiecoates.com